Zeo's eyes fluttered open in timeless anime tradition. "Did it work?" she asked weakly. Night Steel nodded. "Good."The ninja helped the weakened senshi to her feet. "It seems to be over now," he told her.
Zeo looked around, at the fireball still trapped in the time sphere, sending a wavering light over the tableau. A groaning, unconscious, bloody Kryschenn, Cole in Hank's clothes, the mystic confronting a demon...
Waitaminnit!! "Where'd the demon come from?"
"The vizier," Night Steel explained as Cassandra rushed the horned, scaly, scowling figure.
"Oh boy."
